Forlorn

How shld I describe this feeling that's on a rampage in my body?

Should I say it is a robber, who steals my happy memories, or a closed door, which shuts me off joyness?
Or a dish that went bad and a party ruined.
Issit the starless sky or the empty street. Or just a glazed window without curtains?
Perhaps it is a key that never opens any door or a flower that wiltered as a bud.
Or just a story without an ending.
Maybe it is a pail with a hole or a net that doesnt catch.
A poor fish without fins or a bird with no wings. (oh my, this rhymes, wasnt deliberate =x)

Peering through the window, thinking of the time that slips by. Looking at the patch of grass that had been there since I moved in. What would it be like if you gave it a brain some legs and a voice? Is this out of topic? lolz

Feeling forlorn. A feeling of sadness twinged with hope. A dash of joyness coupled with helplessness.